Leaving that gloomy underground room, I faced the night and returned to my original appearance.

Tonight, the scent in the air was very unusual, carrying the oppressive heat that comes before a storm.

But what was about to arrive might not be a storm at all—it would be a rain of blood.

My palms were constantly sweating cold perspiration. Although I didn’t know exactly what Qinglong, Qi Xia, and Chu Tianqiu were plotting, I knew this might be the only opportunity that belonged to me.

Even if “Cat” really killed their way here and slaughtered all the members of “Heaven’s Mouth,” I absolutely could not flee from this place.

After all, no matter how strong “Cat” was, they might not be able to kill Qi Xia with one hundred percent certainty.

I had to stay here and ensure that Qi Xia would definitely be killed. When he was on the verge of death, I would transform into the true Yu Nian’an.

This time, I would let Qi Xia see my capabilities.

Only when I’m here can you achieve “Echo”—it’s just that simple a principle.

I fastened my personal dagger at my waist, found an empty classroom in the teaching building, and then threw myself into that darkness, quietly waiting for everything to unfold.

Not long after, noisy sounds came from the first floor. I concealed myself by the window and looked down.

Across the courtyard, someone had turned on a flashlight on the first floor of the opposite building.

Qi Xia was ultimately still Qi Xia—he had actually seen through Chu Tianqiu’s actions in advance. At this moment, he had gathered a large group of people and completely surrounded Chu Tianqiu in the classroom.

Among them were Yun Yao and Zhang Shan.

Right here, right now, Qi Xia had won a round and gained one point.

Due to the distance being too far, I couldn’t hear clearly what they were discussing in the classroom at all. I only saw that before long, Chu Tianqiu handed the syringe in his hand to Doctor Zhao.

After a while longer, everyone actually dispersed one after another, leaving only Qi Xia, Qiao Jiajin, and Li Xiangling still in the classroom.

What was going on?

What had Chu Tianqiu relied on to resolve the crisis?

Had Qi Xia’s move already been evaded by Chu Tianqiu?

At this moment, Chu Tianqiu had won another round—one to one, a tie.

A large number of people poured out of the classroom. They scattered in all directions, as if searching for something.

If I wasn’t mistaken… what they were looking for should be me.

Although I wasn’t as clever as Chu Tianqiu, things had become obvious to this extent, so I should have figured it out.

Regardless of whether what he held in his hand was poison or antibiotics, at this very moment he could shift the blame onto my head.

He only needed to tell everyone that I had imprisoned him and that I had masterminded all of this, and then the raging fire of everyone’s anger would transfer onto me.

The reason Chu Tianqiu had me lock the door every time was also in anticipation of this moment. If someone could have discovered earlier that he was locked in the underground room, I might have encountered danger ahead of time.

“What a terrifying night…” I couldn’t help but murmur as I watched the noisy crowd across from me.

If I wasn’t mistaken, on this night, three small schemes, three medium schemes, and three grand schemes had appeared simultaneously. All these schemes echoed each other and intertwined together.

The three small schemes were: Qi Xia wanted to eliminate Chu Tianqiu, Chu Tianqiu wanted to eliminate me, and I wanted to kill Qi Xia.

The three of us formed a bizarre killing circle, and before striking our deadly blows, we had all feigned cooperation with each other, then unilaterally tore up our agreements on the same night, revealing our fangs.

The three medium schemes were: Qi Xia wanted to seize the dominant position in “Heaven’s Mouth,” I wanted to instigate a conflict between Qi Xia and Chu Tianqiu, and Chu Tianqiu plotted to wash “Heaven’s Mouth” in blood.

When we were executing these three medium schemes, we all had our own deeper purposes. Killing our opponents was merely a catalyst—as long as we could complete the medium scheme, the development of events would take a big step forward toward our grand schemes.

As for the three grand schemes…

Qi Xia wanted to escape this place, I wanted to destroy this place, and Chu Tianqiu wanted to become a “god.”

After all, Qinglong had once said that the paths both Chu Tianqiu and Qi Xia chose would threaten “Heavenly Dragon’s” position. Thinking this way, the only path left for Chu Tianqiu was to “become a god”—otherwise, no matter what, he could never shake “Heavenly Dragon.”

This was already all the truth that the current me could restore by wracking every bit of my brain.

If those two were even more terrifying than I imagined, and above the “grand scheme” there was a “final scheme,” then that wasn’t something I should be able to penetrate.

Even though my position differed from theirs, I was ultimately still a mortal.

Mortals cannot imagine things beyond their own cognition. You and I are the same.

After everyone scattered and dispersed, I discovered people gradually advancing toward the direction of the playground. A few seconds later, intense explosion sounds suddenly came from the playground.

Loud booms of varying sizes came one after another, seeming like explosion sounds and also like gunshots. This was clearly Song Minghui’s handiwork.

“Cat” had arrived.

Although everything was as Chu Tianqiu had described, I felt that now still wasn’t the right time.

Qiao Jiajin was still in Qi Xia’s room. Although I hadn’t seen this person in a long time either, in my memory he was extremely powerful.

He possessed the most authentic combat techniques, different from an actor with martial arts background like me.

Qi Xia originally didn’t completely trust me. The probability of me sneaking into the room and directly stabbing him with a knife was extremely slim. If Qiao Jiajin was there too, this mission would be no different from suicide.

Several plans sprouted in my mind at this moment…

If I directly disguised myself as Yu Nian’an and walked into the room, what would my success rate be?

Qi Xia naturally couldn’t possibly make a move against me, but what about Qiao Jiajin?

Just as I was hesitating, I discovered Qiao Jiajin walking out from the door, then running with a serious expression toward the direction where the explosion sounds came from.

He was going to join the battle.

Right, I had forgotten—he was just that kind of person.

Now the opportunity that truly belonged to me had arrived.

Facing the explosions and sounds of slaughter filling the sky, I pushed open the door and entered the corridor. After walking forward a few steps, I lowered my head and discovered I was already wearing a black leather jacket. At this moment, my entire body had burn scars that were painfully unbearable.

Now, I was Song Minghui.

Just then, panicked footsteps came from around the corner ahead. Listening carefully, there was only one person.

I gripped my dagger tightly and hid on the other side of the corner. When that person revealed their form, I suddenly rushed forward and tackled her to the ground, the knife also tucking into her neck at this moment.

It was my most beloved Auntie Tong.

Although it was regrettable that we would meet in this manner, I wasn’t Xu Liunian—I was Song Minghui. Our positions were different, and you died where you should have died.

She stared at me with wide eyes until she completely stopped breathing.

I stood up and shook the bloodstains from my dagger, circled around the chaotic battlefield, and passed through several “Cat” members. No one suspected me at all.

In about ten minutes or so, I arrived in front of Qi Xia’s door and slowly closed my eyes.

The explosion just now had injured me quite severely. This battle couldn’t be won no matter what. I needed to hurry back and save Qi Xia.

Now, I was Qiao Jiajin.